We go back to black

Do you know what day is it today? Yes, I know it’s July the 23rd. But.. do you know what happened on this day? I guess most of you don’t know. What were YOU doing on July the 23rd LAST YEAR? I suppose most of you don’t remember. Well, I do remember what I was doing. I was watching the news on TV.  And they said  Amy Winehouse died.  At first, to be honest, I thought it was a joke, nothing serious, so I went on the internet to check if it was true. She was dead. Just a few days before that, I had listened to her two albums for the first time, Frank and Back To Black. When I found out she was dead, I felt sort of like guilty. Yes. Guilty, because I didn’t actually listened to her music before, I was just fascinated about her lifestyle and problems. But when she died, I felt so empty. Like I actually knew her. I know this sounds like complete bullshit, but since then, I feel like I’m really connected to her somehow. She gives me strength, and she inspires me. She wanted to change.. I have this huge poster of her hanging on the wall right in front of my bed, so I can “watch” her and she can look after me.

If you haven’t listened to her music, I highly reccomend you to do it. She was such a troubled soul. And her voice was really special. She put so much emotion and such deep feelings in her music, in her lyrics. She had so much love in her heart, that the thought of letting it out, scared her to death. She just wanted to be loved back.

RIP Amy Winehouse (1983-2011)